in other news, i ran 1.5 miles on concrete today barefoot, and now my feet are bleeding, kind of, but i don't have any band-aids and don't want to go to walgreens/move in general, so i don't know what to do! i've also crashed the pitchfork vip section, met one of my favorite 'bands' (got her to sign my copy of mrs. dalloway because i am a tool who didn't have anything else to write on), crashed a wedding, biked fifty miles in one day for the first time (and got caught in the rain and got asked out by a guy who, five minutes previous, justified rape!), also got hit on by a gang member who didn't stop after i told him i was sixteen, and learned latin, kind of. i freak out less and read and write more and sometimes pretend that i'm in a phil spector girl group, so for once i'm actually liking summer. whoo! but answer my question! should i type things up?
one day i'll stop looking for validation, i swear, but until then... humor me? :-P
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